All the Girls in the Cultivation World Want a Piece of Me - Section 1260

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Xia Yi couldn’t feel the excitement in his heart after beheading the black shadow of the real king. He started to feel numb, and he didn’t feel happy at all. With his rapidly rising cultivation, Xia Yi didn’t have any intention of keeping it.

“Is it quasi-sage level? It’s about three ranks of fading away? That’s about the same as before I entered the secret realm.”

Xia Yi now goes to find some black shadows to kill, and basically can get back the lost cultivation base, but Xia Yi doesn’t care about the amount of cultivation base, Xia Yi only cares about one point now.

That means they are so strong, they can always forcefully retain a little bit of consciousness, right?

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stand-

“Hua, Fan!”

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Without any hesitation at all, Xia Yi drew the knife from the side and wiped his neck lightly, but Xia Yi didn’t fall down this time, because Xia Yi supported his body with the knife, Xia Yi’s eyes were wide open, he was fighting against death , Fight against the death in this piece of knife mound rules.

And this is tantamount to fighting against Emperor Shenxiao.

“What’s this”

Xia Yi used his cultivation to forcibly stabilize his soul from falling into a deep sleep. Looking at his hands, his feet, and his body collapsed into dust and sand, it stands to reason that he should be transformed into a ghost at this moment. There is no real body here. , it should be that only the soul entered the Dao Tomb, and the real body was suddenly replaced at a certain time after entering the Dao Family.

Even Xia Yi himself didn’t feel it.

“Know

Looking at the sky, Xia Yi stared at the sky where even the clouds were stagnant. He recalled that when he first entered Daojia, the clouds flowed very slowly, but at least they could still move. But now the clouds hardly move. From the moment he held the knife on the small sand dune, he, Prince Qixing and Jiu Yuxian had already entered another knife mound.

Its name is Ridaozuka, the endless spiritual world.

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“Heart sword, break the illusion!

“Great machine!

“A moment lasts forever!

Xia Yi gritted his teeth and wanted to get rid of the intervention of this spiritual world before his body completely collapsed. He used all the strange tricks he knew, but he could still clearly feel a kind of suppression, such as the heart Jian Powang, Xia Yi used this – the moment he really felt the world around him – flash, so – his perception should have returned to reality in an instant.

It’s a pity that no matter how hard Xia Yi struggles, it’s not up to Xia Yi to enter this knife family. Xia Yi didn’t disappear until Xia Yi was completely turned into ashes this time. After Xia Yi was reborn, Xia Yi never came back Instead of acting, look to the sky and sigh.

“What a dream of dry autumn!”

Xia Yi now understands that he has been pulled into a fantasy that is close to some kind of reality, or it can be said to be a dream. Any way he perceives here is a dream. This is a dream. Emperor Shenxiao is really a ghost. This way he wants to get it. Dreams are the only time for mortals to liberate themselves. They will dream about all kinds of weird things that they dare not think, dare not see, dare not guess, or understand.

And in a sense, this is also equivalent to enlightenment, the soul is temporarily freed from the shackles of the physical body, and sleepwalks in the world.

“No wonder you can enter the state so easily, it’s a dream after all!” Quan said.

You need to die countless times to understand this point. From the point of view of Ju Yuxian and Prince Qixing, they should think that their bodies were influenced by the Dao of the Great Emperor, but they did not realize that this is not a real world at all. Xia Yi can detect it. The main reason is because of one thing, that is Minghua.

He was able to use the underworld energy after recovering his cultivation, but he couldn’t transform it into a ghost, which shows that the imaginary cultivation still can’t be as real as it is. If Prince Qixing didn’t have any means of delaying his death, it would be extremely difficult for him to come to Xia Yi’s level.

“It’s not just me who is dreaming, you are also dreaming, right?

Xia Yi looked at the broken knives everywhere in the sand sea, and carefully observed the broken knives in his hands. He roughly guessed the true identity of the black shadow. It should be the remembrance of these broken knives to their former masters, which were left in the tomb of knives Can’t get out of it, it can only decay slowly, and a little bit was born in the long years

Spirituality, these spiritualities can’t do anything, and they can’t even form black shadows without dreams.

They are knives, weapons for killing, and their memories are when their masters used them to fight. As far as a knife is concerned–a broken blade with a broken handle, they can never return to the owner. This remembrance gradually forms a grievance, the grievance of the knife.

“Emperor Shenxiao left you behind, but he didn’t have anyone who remembered you, and he was allowed to be trained by generations of Tianjiao from generation to generation. Since Emperor Shenxiao didn’t set any specific rules in this emperor’s day, then I should be able to do whatever I do, right?”

“What kind of miss, what kind of soul, what kind of soul.

“That’s all, since this place is a tomb, I will bury you.

Knife is a tool for killing, but the broken knives have already fulfilled their role. As knives, they have been made broken, and it is time to return to heaven and earth. Although it is good for Emperor Shenxiao to experience other people’s ideas, but if this continues, sooner or later the A terrifying evil spirit was born in the knife mound.

Xia Yi held the remnant knife in his hand, and felt the sadness and resentment in the remnant knife with his heart. This remnant knife was once forged by a monk himself, and was wiped several times a day by that monk as if it were a treasure. The friar is a bit poor, but a good guy, and this is – without real meaning – a knife with blood on it.

This knife has not killed a single life since it was born, until the knife and its owner met a genius, and that wizard competed with everyone everywhere, and the conditions for victory were very attractive, even if countless people took the initiative to compete. Occasionally, a wizard will force those who do not want to compete to compete.

That prodigy is called Lord Shenxiao, who was the Heavenly Lord of that year. Some praised him for being amazing and brilliant, while others resented him for forcing the martial arts competition to seize the sword. The losers were all taken away from their knives.

“Is there still such a past? Alas-.or Mu Xiaoji

Emperor Shenxiao was also young and energetic when he was young. No one was worthy of wielding a knife in front of him. It was a big tone. Although he did it, he should have realized what mistake he had made later.

Otherwise, why is the last of the four major categories and nine dharma gates—dharma gate] the way of compassion? The killing to the end is for those who do not even have life. Emperor Shenxiao recalled these in his later years. The gentleness of the knife .

“Perhaps dominating you by means of defeat should be regarded as passing the test. Emperor Shenxiao thinks that you are used as knives, and it is your happiness to be used, but I don’t think so. This is the difference between me and Emperor Shenxiao. He hopes You died in battle, but I want to bury you more.

“If you are willing to be buried by me, that would be great.

After finishing speaking, Xia Yi gently wiped the remaining knife with his hands, wiped off every inch of dust on it, and then polished the knife with his own clothes. The knife was very old and could no longer return to the cold light of the past, but it could still bloom Another color, a soft shimmer.

Afterwards, the knife-like ash disintegrated from Xia Yi’s hands, but the ash did not melt into the ground, but floated to the sky.

After doing all this, Xia Yi took out the knife again, and once again felt the sorrow in the knife, rubbed, sharpened the knife, and even washed the knife with his own blood, and the dust floated to the sky. I don’t know how much sorrow there is. You Ling, as a swordsman, should be the first to understand the sword.

During such a trip, Xia Yi also encountered black shadows, but the black shadows had no intention of killing Xia Yi for no reason. They just came to Xia Yi and knelt down on one knee, offering the knife in their hands to Xia Yi.

Xia Yi took it, knowing that the black shadows themselves were the knives in their hands. Being able to form black shadows meant that their grievances were relatively strong. But Xia Yi doesn’t care, there is great compassion in the big dream, and he can agree to any conditions.

Therefore, Xia Yi, who received the knife, would commit suicide with the knife. The black shadow kowtowed, and the knife turned into dust and floated into the sky.

What Xia Yi is doing now is cleaning the knife and burying the knife. Since it is a knife grave, why can’t the knife rest in peace, and borrow their grievances to make them wander in the long years as black shadows, maybe Shen Xiao The emperor’s original intention was good, and he wanted the sword spirits to die in the battle, but Xia Yi chose another way.

Once upon a time after killing

Later, I will silently say that Xia Yi, who has traveled all the way, did not die. He has never died. He just lost his way for a long time—a period of time.

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Jing Dao, Burial Dao, Xia Yi walked on the gray sand wilderness and just did his own thing. He didn’t know what happened to Yu Xian and the Seven Star Prince.

But I don’t want to worry about it, this is a dreamland, what kind of dream they have the final say, whether it is the deepest enlightenment, the ultimate sword intent, or the killing into the soul, it has nothing to do with Xia Yi.

In fact, the Dao handed down by Emperor Shenxiao also seems to have condensed the thoughts of Emperor Shenxiao’s life, from the initial pursuit of strength and cutting skills, to the gradual pursuit of the principles of heaven and earth contained in the Dao of the Sword itself, but in the end Beginning to have a compassionate heart, as a weapon, a weapon should be broken in battle. This is indeed the fate of most weapons, and it is also Qi Ling’s own wish.

But Xia Yi knows that even cold knives have their only warm moment, and that is when they are held by their master. Even if the master is not half conscious, the blade is not like a human being. It will decay after a long time, but unless a monk has cultivated to a very high level, his life is not as long as a sword.

Some of these black shadows asked to have a thrilling contest with Xia Yi. No matter whether Xia Yi won or lost, the black shadows would disappear by themselves. Going forward, Dao Ling finally turned into a shadow in the way of reminiscing about his master, and had a peak battle with Xia Yi.

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